[He pauses for a moment, ready to crack and egg on the side of the frying pan, turning his attention instead from the stove to the toaster. Could she do it? They'd both had erratic fluctuations in abilities early on, though Pietro hadn't gotten to witness much of whatever happened with Wanda's first-hand. It should be simple, in theory, to float slices of bread and set them in the toaster, pull the lever... and now he's curious over whether she's capable of that precise control for things that aren't destructive, or if the toaster would melt or some other worst case scenario. He shrugs. The candle had gone pretty well, after all.]
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Try it.